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HomeMy WebLinkAboutClinton News-Record, 1953-06-18, Page 11JUNE 18, 3,953 a "lee CIAMTODT NNWS41C:013,P astratL PAGE EWEN 110.11..11.1.111.11001 -mow; T, E. W. IWBSON phone 0820. .X40441 30.2 NO, 131 lelate.elateleta Laughing Through Clouds A Story of the R.C,A.F. -By SEYMOUR ROBERTSON 33ND INSTALMENT For the second time within a 'fortnight Jack Graydon was seat- ed ha the office of the Director of Personnel at 20 Lincoltee Inn Fields. So curious was he about his forthcoming job that he was making thia call on the first morning of his leave, The Air Commodore, however, was exas- peratingly slow coming to the point, He vias standing at the wine elow looking down. on the Fields below and appeared to be taking great interest in a tennis match, where a senior legal officer, a fernier member of the Canadian Davis Cup team, was playing with a Postal corporal. "Mac will give Walter a real, bating one of thee days," he predicted. "He's got something the rest of us have lost—youth." Graydon, concealing his itne patience with difficulty, mur- mured respectfid assent. 'Weil, Johnnie," the DP said abruptly, turning back to his desk. "Ilo-vv'd you I like to go to. Six Group as a flight -command- er? It will mean a course at the ECU because we're switching to Belifaxes, but, that shouldn't blether You. You've not forgotten how to set down a kite, I hear." Jack's face turned a fiery red, riaran ,Braithwaite! Trust the big Australian to shoot off his month! "Tut, tut, Johnnie! Consider yourself severely rapped over the knuckles for that episode.'" The tairinke in the Air Commodore's eye belied the severity of his Words. "Six Group. . . yes. But that's not the only spot I had in rid." He frowned as he shuf- t1d some papers on his desk. "When you were here last I said something about the only real re- ward a man ever gets for doing a tough job is being handed a tougherjob to do. Ah! I see you remeinber that. There's a bomb- er squadron down in the New Forest which badly needs an of- ficer of your type. It's a mixed outfit; very much mixed I'm afraid. The boys are snarling and bickering like a pack of stray curs. I've just sent them a new CO—Steve Kelly. But Kelly needs help. You could do a real Tieb for me there." "Oh, hell!" Jack groaned aloud. "Sorry, sir, I---" The DP waved the apology aside. "I don't know that I blame you. It is a task for a trouble- shooter. It's not often I give a man a choice but I think your work at Midlands has earned you Copyright 1952 !that privilege. Make it Six ' Group if you prefer." For a full minute neither spoke, The DP continued to study the papers on his desk. Jack, re- calling that $ix Group was based in Yorkshire, stared at the big ,inap ozi the far wall, Where was !that Heavy -Duty Anti -Aircraft Battery located? The bomber squadron was based in the New Forest . "I can't remember the name of the actual place," the Air Com- ma:49re Said, as if replying to his junior's unspoken question. "I'll have to look it up. Somewhere between Lyehurst and. Beaulieu, almost directly opposite The Needles. Across from the Isle 01 Wight you know." Jack knew, And while the DP was answering a telephone eall, he rose from his chair, tip -toed across the room and gave the map a close scrutiny. Beaulieu a few miles from Lymington. And Lytnington, "crossing the bar", was a short sail from Yarmouth. Barbara Hayley was returning to Totland on the completion cif her Signals course . . I won't ask you to decide, this morning," the Air Commodore resumed, "Give it some thought on, your leave. I quite appreci- ate you'd like to be up in York- shire with your friends from Mid - lends. The day you, report back, slip upstairs for a medical check- up. Then come and see me. But if you don't choose Beaulieu I'll have one devil .of a time finding —Oh, forget I said thgt! Get on your way." Before the train labelled. COCKFOSTERS h a d reached Caledonia Road station that even- ing Graydon had decided he could hardly refuse the Beatiliett post- ing. True, the DP had offered an alternative put his unprece- dented action. was a very clear hint of what he expected. His casual remark that he would have great difficulty finding a replace- ment had been no slip of the tongue. It was rather another example of his diabolic clever- ness. Damn the DP! "Oh, well, it mightn't be too bad at that," Jack told himself. There were compensations. He'd be flying operationally. It was a squadron -leader's post, too, and promotion should not be long de- layed. So far as the liaison job was concerned he supposed he could make some sort of fist of it. The inter -crew bickering coudn't be much worse than it was at Midi -ends when he had first reported to that OTU. 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Aero-Willys Sales and Service Front -End Alignment Wheel Bolattchig Phone 492 . Clinton eaaaeakeeee-e444-44-4-4-4,4-4-4.•-4-44-4.44*.e.+4-e-a-a-e-e+4-444-1-4-1-4-a-esea Fies Camp on Shores ot Lake Huron At 1.10"..4 This shows three Flight Cadets froze Air Radio Officer School,RCAF Station, Clinton, getting ready for a hearty meal duriug a two-day bush survival exercise carried out at Baie de Dore in the Bruce Peninsula, Left to right are Flight Cadets T. C. Bacon, Princeton, B.C.; L. D. Pearce, Saskatoon, Sask., and B. Melling, Chatham. had heard favourable reports of, Wing -Commander Kelly, his fu- ture CO, who was a vastly differ- ent type from Group Captain Harmon. Dismissing the sublet as some- thing, to be shelved until his leave was over, Graydon. turned his at- tention to immediate holiday plans. Tomorrow, once he had collected I3Orbera and Clarry Hyde, he'd throve a doozer tie a Party at the Sayoy. The follow- ing morning they could all go to Halebridge together. The car was emptying rapidly, disgorging paesengers at every stop, for it was that hour of the evening when most travellers were bound the oppesite away and when the train emerged from. be- low ground to slip along the sur- face rails Graydon. was the only occupant. It was still daylight; black -out was not due for another hour. The evening was clear and warm, perfect for a stroll down one of those hedge -bordered lanes he saw from the carriage win- dow. Quiet, leafy lanes . . . in- credible that they could be found so near London. Yes, on a stroll in the twilight would be the ideal time to tell Barbara all the :things he had long wanted to say to her. One question he must solve: what was the •exact "status" of Lieutenant William Brandham, RCN? A de- cent chap, the sailor—blast his hide! "Renfield! Renfield!" At the stentorian shout of the guard, Graydon scrambled hast- ily from the train, bounded up the stairway two steps at a time and ran across the street to join a queue that was already filing into a waiting bus, So excited was he, so eager for his tryst, that he failed to realize he was half - smiling at all his fellow -passen- gers. "Let me off at a pub called the "Jolly Somebody!" he told the conductress as he tendered his fare. His clear, unmistakably Canadian voice rang through the bus. It's somewhere around here, isn't it?" 'that'll be the 'Jolly Farmers' yer wants, Canada," the clippie corrected. "Four stops. Top o' t' road. I'll tell yer when we gets there." A dozen civilians, homeward bound to suburban villas after a long day tri City offices, turned to smile at this handsome pilot with the DFC ribbon. His accent was rare in those parts. One woman's eyes turned moist as they met his. When he dismounted from the bus at the pub corner, Graydon saw he was 20 minutes ahead • of time. He walked slowly down a narrow winding lane that led to the gates of the Signals School. It was a lane with hedges so tali that only his cap was visible over the top. Entering the camp, he continued along a shingled walk to a small frame punning stand- ing apart from the rest. It was the Pupils' Mess, Its low win- dows were bedecked with fldw- ers and behind them was a glimpse of chintz curtains. He was ushered into a small sitting -room, homey „end' pleas- ant. A vase of fresh -but flowers stood on the mantel -self. Half a dozen chairs were scattered about and a short sofa stood against one wall between win- dows that looked out across the adjoining meadow, On a centre table lay a heap of newspapers AII*11-1011••4••4+416-404-11.1111.6•1++ .,ke Alt The New York Metropolitan Op- era Company, which has complet- ed a successful bill in Toronto, presented a classic opera last year in which the Italian had been translated into English. Since the Met may repeat the procedure this year, there has been much contro- versy as to whether the language in which the composer originally created the work should he alter- ed. Though music must remain a matter of personal taste for var- ious people, I do not personally favor the translation idea for sev- eral reasons. Verdi's "La Trav- iata" and Bizet's "Carmen", for instance, can never be quite as good in English since the rhythm of accents and tone — achieved especially through the selection of Italian and French words—is lost in translation. If people are really demanding operas in English the obvious answer is for more com- posers to write them that way. We naturally want more good music in Canada. I do not mean by this that opera is the only good kind of music and that Hank Williams' ballads are net. I mean simply ethat professional opera, which requires a good deal more in the way of properties than a guitar and a yodelling cowboy, is scarce in this country, due jointly to the lack of interest, talent and facilities. Any one of these three lacks, properly supplied, would eliminate the other shortages. But for the time being, any person who manages to sit through a foreign - language opera without knowing what is going on—and then com- plains about it—should be rather sharply informed that had he tak- en the trouble to read the .story of the opera beforehand the words would really pot have been im- portant. The music, singing, cos- tumes and . setting is generally demonstrative enough. Movie pat- rons did not seem to have much difficulty in understanding the Italian film "Bitter Rice", even though the entire story was told briefly in English sub -titles. The only way to contribute to culture of any kind is to strive to understand it. A nation of peo- ple cannot be spoon-fed with ra- dio abridgements of Shakespeare. 'Hollywood distortions of the Riel The Top Shelf • and illustrated weeklies. Graydon picked up one maga- zine and idly turned the pages only to stop short in surprise at a photograph which occupied a quarter -page. It was he, right enough! An excellent likeness, and beside him the beaming faces of two girls in ATS uniform were disturbingly clear. There was no mistaking Gwen and Judy. Anyone who had seen the twins that evening at Southsea would have no trouble recognizing them despite their altered dress. "Whew!" he breathed. The photographer had snapped his shutter at the. very moment when each girl was holding his arm in a proprietary manner. "That's not such a good start. I'll have to take a lot of kidding if she's seen this." (To Be Continued) Rebellion, birdseye views of the news—and now entire books re- corded by a narrator—and expect the culture to be a genuine one, any more than the cultural as- pects of making pottery, carving wood, hooking mats and plant- ing flowers are worth much un- less they are done sincerely. If we desire a genuibe culture in Canada we must put something of ourselves into it. There seems to be already too much in our lives that is synthetic—copies and rep- licas of the real thing. Let's not have our culture synthetic as well. * * * I was interested to hear a man in a bookshop urge his companion to buy a copy of Herman Wouk's long-time bestseller "The Caine Mutiny" because it was "a true story". It isn't a true story. Doubtless Mr. Wouk drew largely from the people and episodes of his wartime naval career to write his amazing story about the Caine and its split -personality captain. But Prof. Wouk is a convincing writer, as those who read his 1947 story about the inner workings of the advertising industry will agree. This was "Aurora Dawn", * * * People are having trouble dis- tinguishing between fiction and fact in the movies, too. The amus- ing part of this is that usually they believe as truth what is in- tended as fable and regard as in- credible that which is really fact. Although the film "Hans Chris- tian Andersen" is introduced as a fairy tale about the great child- ren's writer, many people refuse to believe it. And yet almost as many people, who are not at all familiar with the French painter Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, felt the sight of the grotesque little cripple of the screen was too ab- surd to be true. But Toulouse was real enough, who did for the cafes, the dives and circuses of Paris, what Pepys did for the Great Fire of London. He im. rnortalized them. And so the nov- el on the artist's life ("Moulin Rouge") by Pierre La Mure sug- gested the film story of his life. Mentioning Samuel Pepys, the English Diarist, as I did a moment ago, recalls the entry which he made in his diary on April 22, 1661, the occasion of the corona* tion of Charles II. This being Coronation year make his account i the more nteresting. He got up at 4 o'clock and wait- ed upon a scaffold in the Abbey from shortly after that time till 11 o'clock before the King came M. He thought the sight was "most magnificent", as indeed it must have been, it being the re- storation of the crown after the defeat of Cromwell. "After an had placed themselves," writes Pepys, "there was a sermon and a service; and then in the Quire at the high altar, the King passed through all the ceremonies of the Coronacon (sic). which to My great grief I and most in the Ab- bey could not see." 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Flying Officer Stanley Kerr, son of Mr. and Mrs, John Kerr, Mimi - co, Ont., has returned from a staff familiarization flight to the Unit- ed Kingdom and France. Purpose of- the trip was to study operation- al, training techniques used by Number. 4,rTransport Operational Training Unit based at Dorval, Quebec. . •wo Kerr is a member of the staff of Number I Air Radio Of- ficer School, RCAF Station, Clin- ton, where a knowledge of opera- tional procedures enhances basic Radio Officer instruetion, I -le was born in Toronto and received his education at Mimic() High School, flung down his gauntlet as King's Champion. Though there were more people in England then who had reason to deny Charles Stew- art's right to the throne than there would. ever be to deny the right to Elizabeth, the Champion was unchallenged, There were a great many bon- fires in London that night (this Was five years before the great City was burned to the ground) and. Pepys; a tippler of great ex- perience, was pleased to drink the the King's health at every sugges- tion, which was to cause him to waken the next morning with a sad head. Most people who saw the Cor- onation of the young Elizabeth this month probably feels as Pepys did about it. "After all this," he wrote, "I may now shit my eyes against any other subjects, nor for the future trouble myself to see things of state and show, as being sure never to see the like again in this world." graduating with the elass of 1944, poring his high school years he was well known in TDIAA. basket- ball and football circles, He began his Airforce career when he became one of the prig - Ina' members of the Air Cadets in 1940. In the summer of 1948 he was a physical training instructor of Air Cadets at Camp Borden. As public relations officer for 142 Air Cadet Squadron he Wrote many articles for the Lakeshore Advertiser. He left the Air Cadets as a Warrant Officer and enlisting in the RCAF in 1945, served at La- chine and St, Hubert, Que., as a clerk aceountant. In September of 1947 he remustered to aircrew, trained as a Radio Officer at Clin- ton, Air Gunner and Bomb Aimer at Trenton and Navigator at Sure- mereide, P.E.I. After receiving his Radio Navigator wings at 'Sum- mersicle he was retained on the staff of that station as a Naviga- tion Instructor. During this per- iod he wrote a series of radio dramas for • broadcast over radio station CJ.RW Surrenerside. F/0 Kerr was transferred to RCAF Station, Clinton, in Novem- ber of 1951 and from that, date mail March 1952, he was Adjutant of Number 1 Air Radia Officer School. „ In March of 1952ehe 'be- came A staff instructor in Naviga- time Meteorologe and Aireaanship. His recent, trip overseas took him to England via Iceland to North Luffenhaare to Paris, to Loneloh,, the Azores and back to Canada. On his vyay back to Clinton F/O Kerr stopped off in Toronto for a short visit with his uncle who is Inspector Robert Kerr .of the To- ronto Police Departmeet. He is now back on, the job , with the .Air Radio Officer Scheel in Clinton full of riew ideas which he intends to put to use. THE,CalVert.SPORTS COLUMN Eeffe4 Peitladoit When a' team loses, whether it's in base- ball, football, or hockey, you know who Is first in line to get the blame. The coach. That's axiomatic df sport. And though Can- ada is reasonably tolerant in sports mattes, we've known of coaches chased out of jobs because they didn't have a team that was all three of the sg p000rdtsennoaniugeha.to win. And that occurred in But when a team wins, who gets the credit. The Coach? Don't be silly. The players are heroes, wonderful guys. The coach is some unknown figure in the background who opened and shut the gate. Well, I'd like to pull a switch on that. For everything Canadiens accomplished in winning the Stanley Cup, I want to give a measure of credit to coach Dick Irvin, whose teams in Chicago, Toronto and Montreal have. missed the playoffs only once in many years of leadership. I'm giving Irvin credit because of his skill, and his daring, in benching regulars who weren't producing in the early part of the Chicago series and gambling on four minor leaguers and a veteran who was considered "washed up". This was the gamble that placed the Canadiens in the Stanley Cup finals, which they won. Canadiens "Unwanted Players" es Irvin called them after his team had whipped the Bruins, 7-3, at the Boston Gardens to sweep both games there, were Eddie Mazur, who wintered in Victoria in the Western League; Lorne Davis and Calum Mackay from Buffalo in the American League; and veteran Ken Mosdell. The fourth' minor leaguer was gooier Jacques Plante who served the coach's purpose by helping to win 2 games, one a shutout. "Nobody wanted these players in Montreal", Irvin declar- ed. "The press and the fans were against them. But my reg- ulars weren't producing. Besides, they were small. So 1 put in that quartet, adding 574 pounds of beef to my team, and it turned the tide." Irvin is not a fellow to stand pat. If things aren't going right he's quick to make changes. He benched his three reg- ular left-wingers, Paul Meger, Dick Gamble and Bert Olm- stead. In their places he put Mazur, Mackay and Dickie Moore, a promising youngster who missed most of the season with a knee injury. There was a little more to it than that. Irvin watched everything, He juggled the team. When a player looked hot, he shot the player into action. He made up lines as he went along. He gambled on freezing Gerry McNeil's injured ankle in the first game of the final series at Boston. Irvin proved a master strategist, and I'm very happy, in the midst of all the bouquets being tossed at the players, to hang one on the lapel of the forgotten man, the Coach. Yew commis and suggiatktns for tlds column will b. wirkeated by Elmer Ferguson, c/o Calvert House, 431 Yonge St., Toronto. Calvert DISTILLERS LIMITED AMHERSTBURO, ONTARIO No Other Gift Will Please Him More Only Sunbeam has the bigger, Single, SMOOTH head for closer, cleaner, faster shaves than any other meth:5d, wet or dry. Merrill Radio and Electric PHONE 313 CLINTON "Be.Wise ttly from a Service ]Dealer"